Monk: "!!!"
[Quickly! Someone secretly use magic to notify them over there!]
Li Aili: "Of course, how do we stop those mages from tipping us off?"
The monk: "..."
Panticillin pulled a bunch of magical shackles from his briefcase.
"Prison Island's latest product, free to use, ladies and gentlemen."
Before Panticil opened, the 'Non-Intelligent Alliance,' which had been suppressed by the arrogant mages, grabbed the magical shackles, rolled up their sleeves, and charged in.
The monk was locked up with a "clattering" sound.
It's impossible to tip off anyone now.
Even the old sage was bound.
Prison Island is truly dedicated to its work; once the magic handcuffs are on, even a magic saint can no longer cause trouble.
Li Aili smiled slightly and said to the two wind elementals, "Could you lead the way? Take us to the earth elemental's underground paradise."
Wind Element: "..."
Li Aili: "I guess your master didn't give you... an order not to take us there, did he?"
The wind elements exchanged glances and then looked at their master.
Panticillin took the initiative and shoved the recording stone into the faces of the two mages.
The two mages forced smiles, their eyes not daring to give any obvious hints.
Unfortunately, the wind element didn't understand.
Oh! The master smiled, which means it's acceptable.
Two wind elementals led the way cheerfully, while two mage masters followed behind, silently coughing up blood.
Find the underground paradise of earth element, which is filled with tens of thousands of elements, crammed together.
Li Aili asked loudly, "Who can speak?"
Tens of thousands of elements: "Me".
Saint Eugene drank the fourth potion.
Panticillin recorded this scene and turned to the 'Non-Intelligent Alliance' to ask, "Do you have any further objections regarding the fact that the elementals are an intelligent race?"
Those who are not from Zhilian all shook their heads.
Panticillin said, "Very well, now we can begin to discuss what the mages should do in this matter..."
Just then, space distorted, and the 14 Holy Law Masters arrived in a panic.
Eugene, on his deathbed, sat bolt upright in shock. "Quick! Quickly subdue them!"
Everyone's legs felt a little weak.
Only Panticillin took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, saying, "It's time."
As soon as he finished speaking, space distorted again, and a large group of archmages emerged from the portal.
Panticillin smiled and held up the photo stone. "You've added another charge against you."
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